My friend Stacy and I attended a Karaoke Jam with friends in Northeast Minneapolis last weekend.

We sang duets of Cyndi Lauper's She-Bop and Prince's Erotic City (whose lyrics were a total surprise to me - I always thought it was "F*cks are free to you and me," not "F*cks so pretty you and me." But no matter, I got to swear on stage either way.)

But it was our rendition of The Carpenter's Superstar that was the most confounding. We somehow managed to clear the entire dancefloor with what I thought was a pretty solid version of the classic, which lead me to believe that it was a song that was just too sophisticated for the crowd. I looked around bewildered at all the blank faces and vacant stares. It made me disappointed in the youth of today, who apparently could not appreciate the brilliance of one of the best songs written by one of the best bands ever.

Or at least that is what I assumed was the case, until I discovered that I had accidentally recorded a video of the event when I thought my camera was turned off. Please forgive the Cloverfield-esque cinematography, as I was unaware the cameras were rolling:

You can see me looking around for any type of validation or appreciation at the end of the video, but receiving absolutely nothing in return from the crowd. Perhaps Carpenters songs are a bit too high for my register. And perhaps I don't have the fine singing voice I once thought I did. I can only imagine what the chorus must have sounded like once the tempo picked up and my falsetto came into play.

Oh my God I feel 100 x better after looking at the comment you told me about after seeing this odd picture... I swear to God I will make other photographs available just to prove my eyebrows *DO NOT look like that!!! Yikes...